Amanda Cerny Husband Novels & Stories

Daniel knew the woman in front of him. He had investigated Chris’s life 4 years ago when after Grandpa showed him Emile’s wedding reception video. Amanda smiled gracefully feigning ignorance to Daniel’s shock and repeated her question “Why is Mr Holston drinking on his own when he has such a beautiful wife and children?” “Ms Caldwell is mistaken.” Daniel regained his composure and answered with a straight face “I am neither married nor do I have kids.” “Oh… yes, how could I forget?” Amanda maintained her smile as she sat down “You are a divorced, ignorant father to two adorable kids.”

He brought the phone closer to his face, not believing what he saw at first. Was that Amanda? He clicked on the picture and ended up at an article. "The Filthy Game Amanda Lemaiyan's Fiancé Played, Leaving Her Crushed." His eyes scanned the article which revealed details of Amanda's two-year relationship, engagement, and the horrible breakup she went through a week before her wedding. Apparently, the guy, Samuel Ocen, got close to her with the intention of gaining favour with the Chairman, Mr. Lemaiyan. His intention was to make CEO of Lemaiyan Fits, a position he had finally been elevated to a year after he started dating Amanda. All the while, he had another girlfriend.

Jason Grey, the people's idol, was the very opposite of everything I ever wanted. My name's Amanda Grey and today was supposed to be our third anniversary, but of course, my husband, Jason Grey, completely forgot about it. I headed down the road and towards the boutique, when I felt a vibration in my bag, "Hello, Amanda" My heart raised as I heard my husband's cold voice behind the speaker, "I wouldn't be coming home today and tomorrow..." My heart raced and I steadied my shaky hands properly "Is there a reason?" I managed to ask.

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

CHAPTER- 41 ********* The next day, when we had had enough talk and happy moments, Amanda wasn’t worried about her husband’s lost job. She said, “God knows the best,” she would smile after spewing out those words. Her husband was busy having a talk with the kids on the balcony and laughs and giggles were only heard. They were a very great family, I guessed. “Do you work?” she asked me. “Yeah, I work as a maid,” I whispered at the back of my voice and grinned.

My brother by blood, Eric Wilson, was having an affair. I found out about it. However, I chose not to tell his wife. Instead, I blackmailed him into buying me three luxury handbags.

"What do you mean by that Amanda, did Dave say something to you at the hospital? Amanda looked at her friend, and smiles bitterly with tears in her eyes, she was indeed tired of crying and really didn't want to talk, but she couldn't keep them in suspense anymore, they had been with her and had helped her find some strength, the least she could do was fill them in. They needed to know. " I didn't cheat on my husband, That was not the answer to their question, but she seemed to want to start by telling them the story, and they were eager to hear.

she asserted. Maelie remained silent, then wiped away the tears that fell. "You're curious, I'm curious too... We should try to find the answer," Amanda said again, then saw Tommy just arriving, looking very neat as if he was ready for work. "Tommy..." Tommy frowned, glancing at Maelie who was crying then turning to look at Amanda approaching him. "I need your help," whispered Amanda. "Help for what?" "My sister ..." Amanda glanced at Maelie for a moment, then looked back at Tommy. "Her husband is acting bad to her again... she wonders what's causing it."

In a luxurious cemetery, a teenage boy sat silently with teary eyes. His hand reached out, continually wiping the gray tombstone inscribed with the name Andreas John Quartararo. "Enough, Tristan. Don't be sad. Mama is sure Papa is happy in heaven." The beautiful woman named Gracia Quartararo looked strong. Although her cheeks were still wet from tears, she tried to appear strong in front of her son. It certainly wasn't easy. Especially since she had lost her beloved husband in a car accident some time ago. The man who smiled brightly that morning, asking for permission to go to work, had to come home lifeless.

I forced down the corners of my lips, resisting the urge to smirk. “How dare you treat my daughter like that!” my dad roared. My parents’ presence kicked the roiling atmosphere into an even higher gear. “I know that man! He’s Mr. Smith, an uber-wealthy icon in the financial world!” “That woman next to him is Lydia Cane, the famous violinist!” “And that ridiculously handsome young man is Shane Johnson!” “Whoa, Jonas’ ex is a huge deal!”